Poems by Clark Ashton Smith

The glories and the perils of thy day
Are one, O Man! Thou goes to thine end
With Pow'rs, and...

Methought the world was bound with final frost:
The sun, made hueless as with fear and awe,
...

Art thou more fair
For all the beauty gathered up in thee,
As gold and gems within some lightl...

Now were the Titans gathered round their king
In a waste region slipping toward the verge
Of dr...

The dungeon-clefts of Tartarus
Are close beyond the mountains
That are bound like a giant's gir...

Old Egypt's gods, Osiris, Ammon, Thoth,
Came on my dream in thunder, and their feet
Reveal...

White iris on thy bier,
With the white rose, we strew,
And lotus pale or blue
As moonlight ...

From regions of the sun's half-dreamt decay,
All day the cruel rain strikes darkly down;
And ...

Poised as a god whose lone, detachè d post,
A eyrie, pends between the boundary-marks
...

This Rome, that was the toil of many men,
The consummation of laborious years--
Fulfillment's...

Her face the sinking stars desire;
Unto her place the slow deeps bring
Shadow of errant winds ...

Lo, what are these, the gyres of sun and world,
Fulfilled with daylight by each toiling sun--...

There is a silence in the world
Since we have said farewell;
And beauty with an alien speech
...

Marked by the priesthood of the Night's misrule,
The shadow-cowled, imprecatory trees--
Cypre...

I may not mask forever with the grace
Of woven flow'rs thine eyes of staring stone;
Ere fatall...